Isis Carter
Ah, the holidays.
Mon Dec 12, 2016 00:49

Her coat was completely inappropriate for an Arizona December, but Isis was just in from a place where winter had more bite. She had settled her mother into the new apartment in Phoenix and promptly returned to the broken down house that had somehow sustained them in Detroit. She couldn’t help but pace the now officially abandoned building that she had once called home. The dust on their seats did not go unnoticed.

But she was back now, a leather-bound album tucked beneath her arm. The family photo album was, with its nice brown exterior, perhaps the nicest thing they had ever kept in that house, and she was pleased to find that time had been kind to it. It was worn only minimally, a bit frayed on the spine but the memories within it preserved perfectly. The highlights of her childhood was within here, what happiness she had known captured forever.

She stopped by the staff lounge before returning to her quarters, just curious about who might still be around. Previous midterms had been staffed by at least her and Nathan, just keeping an eye on what few students happened to choose to remain behind that year. And it was he now who she found in the lounge, his voice calling her name bringing a smile to her face.

“Ooh, thanks,” she said, pulling off her jacket as she turned toward the counter to herself a mug. She’d never really been a tea person, leaning more toward the coffee side of that particular debate, but she was a fan of peppermint, and she trusted Nathan not to steer her wrong. She popped a cookie in her mouth, grabbed her mug with one hand and her coat with the other, and found herself a seat beside him.

“Oh, I got yours too,” she remarked of the candy grams, pulling most of the cookie away from her lips now that her belongings were situated on the table beside her and she therefore had a free hand. “That was a very sweet note you sent.” Isis had kept hers fairly simple, and in fact wondered if even drawing a smiley face had been too much for the blooming relationship, but Nathan’s kindness, as always, reassured her.

She sipped the tea and was pleasantly surprised by how much she liked it; while she didn’t think she could drink it frequently, she would at least be able to finish this mug. “So, have any interesting plans for the holidays?”

  • Nathan sat in the staff lounge. It wasn't a thing he normally did much, preferring usually his greenhouses or the Teppenpaw Common Room as his relaxation locations, but today the greenhouses were... more
    • Ah, the holidays. - Isis Carter, Mon Dec 12 00:49
      • Yes indeed - Nathan , Fri Dec 23 10:45
        Nathan smiled, pleased that she seemed to like the tea. He had noticed she tended more to the coffee end of the hot beverage spectrum, but peppermint tea was a family staple at Christmas time for... more
        • It sure brings things out of people. - Isis , Thu Dec 29 14:58
          “Phoenix?” Isis repeated, doing her best to squash the immediate bubble of anxiety that filled her chest. She had just settled her mother in that very city, and that was not a run-in she really... more
          • Like photo albums? - Nathan, Sat Dec 31 22:00
            "Great," Nathan smiled, sure his mom would love seeing her again and his dad had been asking when he got to meet the lady who finally broke Nathan's long streak of bachelorhood. "And don't worry... more
            • And mistakes. - Isis, Mon Jan 2 03:05
              “Oh, no, you don’t have to-” Isis began immediately, but her protests died in her throat. She didn’t like hand outs, but, as she reminded herself, letting him buy lunch once was not the same thing.... more
              • It hurts - Nathan, Fri Jan 13 11:29
                Ooc: First let me apologize profusely for an illegally short post last time. I had premature submission and had to run to do New Years Eve family stuff, and there was already a reply before I could... more
                • You can say that again. - Isis, Sat Jan 14 03:51
                  His arm stretched around her. She didn’t lean into it, but still. It was… nice. “Was it… what?” Of course. Of course Nathan was being kind and supportive and sympathetic and understanding and... more
                  • It hurts - Nathan , Wed Jan 18 12:02
                    Nathan was going to go ahead and assume 'a very rough time before this job' was about equivalent to saying 'Santa had a lot of places to visit tomorrow night.' True certainly, but beyond the limits... more
                    • Hopefully it's a meaningful hurt. - Isis, Fri Jan 20 01:30
                      “I’m not going anywhere so you don’t need to worry about that.” He said more than that, and all of quite reassuring and kind and wonderful, but that was what stood out. It was an easy thing to say -... more
                      • Nathan held Isis, feeling closer to her now than he ever had before, though this was not the first time they had snuggled on a couch before. This was different somehow; deeper. He could almost see... more
Click here to receive daily updates